Hi, grey skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face. Brush off the clouds and cheer up, put on a happy face. Take off the gloomy mask of tragedy, it's not your style. You'll look so good that you'll be glad you decided to smile. Pick out a pleasant outlook, stick out that noble chin. Wipe off that full of doubt look, slap on a happy grin. Then spread sunshine all over the place, and put on a happy face. Grey skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face. Brush off the clouds and cheer up, put on a happy face. And if you feel him cross and bickerish, don't sit and whine. Think of banana splits and licorice, and you'll feel fine. I knew a girl so gloomy, she'd never laugh or sing. She wouldn't listen to me, now she's a mean old thing. So spread sunshine all over the place, and put on a happy, happy face. Put on a happy, happy, happy face. Oh, come on, buddy, smile, it's your birthday.